andy rammed jordans cable box and the brick barrier, not once. but twice! his new vehicle is fine. I dominated the Hoon family watergames, which consisted of the freestyle contest and the who can jump off the diving board over this pole that was getting higher and higher contest. PURE DOMINATION. rode in an escalade through a car wash with the sunroof open. stayed up all night messing with the no sleep contestants. forgot about school. maria wants to makeout. i have 43 hours of school left.

i guess my thoughts never processed until i saw a picture, all i can do is smile. smile 'cause i raged t-ball teams and adolescence with this kid. just a kid worthy of respect, another kid the world wont ever see again. childhood is crazy. hopefully this wont hit harder

i lost myself out by the san tan mountains tonight, the speakers were producing the right noise, and Qt provided oral happiness in a fountain drink. I should still be driving, because soon I'll start the count down, the one where i lay down stare at my ceiling and count down how many hours until i have to go to work, until pretty soon there wont be any hours left and there will be plenty of work. Someday I'll keep driving.

"the clock keeps ticking and the minutes keep coming and all i can do is rise and slaughter the hourslet the air out of these days"

my brother just found k-y jelly under his bed, it was weird..and then i remembered aaron, wil, kate, and i went on a k-y rampage at wal mart like a year ago. that was dirty.

and im the culprit.

there was a staircase inside our hotel room this weekend. breathing sucks when it hurts, i have a bone popping out of the chest plate part of my body. to hell with falling out of the sky and ice in the place of snow.

dimebag darrell shot and killed? WTF!!?? that shit cant be real. anyways, for all you aim using fuqqs i got a new screename it's: SPIT0NGIRLS i got clever and made the "o" a zero, so watch out. Ive been training at action snowboard and ski shop learning how everything works hopefully after tommorow ill have a job there.my life is filled with random productivness you dont wanna hear about, so im done here...

Ive only been in one situation where i didnt know what to do, i wanted to turn and run the other way but some how i just kept on walking the same direction 3 feet apart (from her) at a complete loss for words. i thought too much yesterday theres still nothing to say.

if my man B rice remembers to book me studio time ill have a two song hip hop/whatever recording soon, the catch is..i need someone with a beat machine or computer program that can hook me up with some phat beats so i can flow while im smokin the dro pass that shit back so i can hit it some mo.